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Hank snatched up a cloth and began wiping the glass table down. “Would you start putting those burgers on the platter while they’re still edible?”
“Sure thing.”
“So, what’s my daughter got against Helen St. James? I saw the woman on a TV interview. Seems like a nice lady. Kind of on the sassy side, but still nice.”
“Oh, Helen’s fine. To tell the truth, Lesli doesn’t … [Read more...]

Keith stood at the window, gazing out, cigarette smoke drifting up his arm, watching the street stories below. He was wearing his favorite piece of clothing, a Michelle Obama t-shirt given to him by this newspaper editor, Freezy J, one of the world’s coolest White men since Paul Newman.
I might want to quit smoking. She, too, probably need to stop. Were they serious about … [Read more...]

Lesli looked around and sighed at Keith’s overrun living room that was, she realized, now her overrun living room. What wouldn’t fit, Lesli had either left for Gwen or put in storage downstairs at Keith’s. Still, she had a lot of stuff to put away.
“I’m taking a break,” she declared. Getting up from the carpet, she stretched and got a cold can of Heineken from the … [Read more...]

He woke to Lesli turning her key in the door. Loaded down with suitcases. He watched her struggle to get in the apartment, keep the door propped open, and put her bags down all at the same time. She kicked a suitcase out of the way, the door closed, and she leaned against it, catching her breath. And shot him a look. “Oh, no thank you, sweetie. I don’t need any help. I’m … [Read more...]

Keith never got much mail. Bills went straight to his accountant and he'd never been much of one for correspondence. Today, what showed up was his Players subscription, which he wasn't sure whether Lesli would let him keep. And a few guitar magazines.
He put them all on the kitchen counter, an envelope falling from between, landing on the floor. He picked it up and paused. … [Read more...]